Fuck it, Pt. 2 (feat. Angel5in & Fivepalmtree$)

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Joey Indica

Joey Indica is a musical artist known for his unique blend of indie pop and electronic music. His introspective lyrics combined with catchy melodies have garnered him a dedicated fan base. With his distinctive sound and relatable songwriting, Joey Indica has steadily been making a name for himself in the music industry. more »

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Uhm... this is Joey Indica here man
F*ck it part 2 bro. I don't know why I did this
But listen to this beat bro this beat go crazy
I made it again you know... f*ck a producer
But shout out to my producers man, yall put me on
Yeah I love you
I don't know if I love you, but like not like that, but like yeah haha
I told you this beat go crazy now listen
Woah woah
Woah woah
Yeah
Ok nah lemme hop on now
Ok
Ye, Woah
Ye, Ok
Yo bitch wanna f*ck she a dime (A dime)
Diamonds all on my wrist I cannot see the time
Mix the lean with the lemon lime (Lemon lime!)
Chromeheart shirt and my jeans number9 (Yeah)
My new bitch a ten, my ex was a nine
Call up my plug he gon come with the fire (Fahh)
Glock nine on my waist to my side
Feel like bk got hoes to my left and my right
You with the feds you gon sing like Mariah
We finna start a lil riot
Pulling right up to my opps
Can't be gang if you fw the cops
How you say you ballin wearing pnp socks (Pnp socks my guy)
F*ck it I'd cop me some crocs (Yee)
Makin money from the stocks
And I know niggas that'd bust off yo top
I been smoking this weed since like 12 (Smokin since like 12)
Roll a j by myself (Roll a j by my)
Making money, making wealth
Niggas watching like the elf on the shelf
Niggas plotting cause they can't make money
We wiping his nose, that shit too runny
My bitch made of water like fucking Dasani
Aye man f*ck that Dasani!

F*ck it, f*ck it
Lemme juh hop on the beat
Sippin Henny, at my spot with the girl of yo dreams
Would you hop in da Mercedes
Takin off like a rocket
Racks in all of my pockets
Call up my plug he the socket
Jump out da whip, smoke everywhere I feel like I'm in the clouds
Kick it w yo bitch, I'm off the molly, shit got me sweatin now
Sometimes it feel like I might be goin too hard
Think I needa calm down and slow down
Man f*ck dah shit I'm too young
Too gone
Tryna stack dis paper
Tryna ball like da lakers
F*ck nigga see ya later

Huh huh (Pew pew pew) iss Big Bluntzz
Smoke on an opp pack nigga
You niggas ain't safe, choppa (Chop) you the bait
Z88, I keep me a strap
F*ck around you get splat nigga
Dem hunnies is bugging cause niggas ain't got cheese
In the end all these niggas is rats (Damn)
Yeah my Shawty her hair like Dabrat
And her booty too juicy a snack (Ritos)
Vans on, vest on, threads sharp I got swag (Ye)
Heard you just spent a band on J's lil nigga your Mike misplaced (That's fake)
The thotties you claim you f*ck my nigga don't even know your name (Shit)
I swear you lame, f*ck outta here cause you too basic nigga

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